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I’m often struck by the irony of my parents’ ministry: they work hard teaching about rest.  They’re traveling or speaking constantly–some years they’re on the road more days than they’re at home.  They take a Sabbath every week, of course, but the other six days are crammed to the gills.

7a80ff43-6c1f-4a06-bbed-4933277484c3As their office manager, I see how full their schedules are and how many balls they keep in the air at once.  As their daughter, I see how tired they are after long trips, and how happy they are when they get to sleep in their own bed.  There is no doubt in my mind that they work even harder now than when Dad was a doctor doing 24-hours shifts and Mom was a full-time teacher.

The strange thing is that, although they work so hard, my parents aren’t workaholics.  They love their work and feel blessed by all the opportunities God has given them to teach and preach, but they’re not defined by it.  Their identity comes from God and our family.

To remind us of that, Mom and Dad took us all on a family retreat a couple of weeks ago.  The whole family has been working pretty hard lately: my husband, Zach, took four summer classes for seminary; my brother, Clark, had just taken his internal medicine board exams; and my sister-in-law, Val, had undergone the ultimate labor of giving birth (to the most perfect niece ever!) in July.  So it was nice to get away for a few days and just enjoy each other’s company.  After all, it’s not just Sabbath that God gave the Israelites, but annual feasts and holy festivals–times to cease working and remember that God is good.

We prayed together and read the book of Acts aloud each morning and evening.  We all sat down to home-cooked meals around the same table.  We played in the pool (Hannah for the first time–she was a fan!).  We took naps and read.  We hiked.  We cooed over and cuddled with Hannah.  We didn’t talk about work.  We didn’t run errands (except to get another bag of potato chips–vacation is treat time!).  We weren’t trying to figure out who was taking which parent to the airport when.

Life can’t always be a vacation–nor would we want it to be, since God has given all of us valuable work to do.  But it was a special time of rest and renewal with each other.

If you can’t remember the last time your whole family spent a few days just enjoying each other’s company, I’d highly recommend scheduling a family retreat.  You don’t have to go anywhere particularly special or plan a lot of activities while you’re there.  Just enjoy being together and remember that even though your work is important, your rest is, too.

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